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| when will the hills come out on dvd?
i think it would be nice to live in los angeles or new york city. i'd like to live in nyc because it is the fashion capitol of the united states, and la is a joke in that respect. however, la seems to be so much more fun, so much less 'oh look at me i am so incredibly and completely indie that it fucking makes me bleed'. i'd almost rather live in paris where i'd be subjected to total fashionista a-holes than bother with soho's dirty boys clad in disgusting horizantally striped t-shirts and peel me off jeans.
however, la has it's downsides that are equally depressing. ew. i wouldn't manage well living in a city where heatherette reigns. however, that's the only downside of the city that i can come up. and hell, maybe i'd bump into good old lauren conrad. wouldn't that be nice? [i love her. she gives me hope for la. she lets me know that preppy-ish girls can dress well, can be decently intelligent beyond the books, and can be personable.]
ideally, id like to live in germany. and ideally, i'd like to be a fashion designer. and ideally, i'd like berlin or munich or frankfurt to be the fashion capitol of the world. maybe berlin makes due for fashion capitol of germany, but it's not a well-known capitol with sought after fashion weeks, and blah blah blah.
i'd take amsterdam. i'd take athens. i'd take geneva. i'd take moscow. i'd maybe even take milan.
i'd like to be close to eduardo and annika. i miss paulo though. maybe i'll go to brazil someday and see him.
i wouldn't mind living in the same city as karl lagerfeld, but i wouldn't mind having him over to stay while he's in nyc. maybe for thanksgiving. can you imagine celebrating that disgusting feast with such a genius? omg. talk about legendary.
who goes to la anyway? perhaps it's coming around.
i miss athens. i love athens. i really do. i didn't think so after a week or so into the trip, but now i miss it quite a bit. i wish we could have stayed in more gorgeous hotels like sofitel. maybe not american though. i wish i would have appreciated the trip more while i was there. i wish there would have been more free time. i wish i would have not bought such ugly things. i wish i would have saved up more of my money to spend there. oh i dont know. i loved it though. i really did. there certainly weren't very many well-dressed females or males. blah.
so i think i have come to the decision that i'd like to live in la, paris and nyc. those are the places. i am set. i am ready. i have studied french for five years, and there are more years to come. i will get filthy rich and have a summer home in la. i will keep myself busy in nyc, but make frequent visits to my little parisian apartment where i can visit lagerfeld and chloe girls. :] i will spoil my children rotten, but they will turn out well. i am set. i am ready. i am scared, but i will enjoy seeing how this turns out.
i want to be rich and i want to be famous. i want to design along side geniuses like lagerfeld and pheobe philo. i want to let my kids see things that most children don't get to see. i don't want them to understand the world from a text book. i want them to learn things first hand. i want them to go to south africa and stay in ritzy hotels, but i want them to help out with the poor. i want them to experience everything they possibly can. instead of spending christmas opening gifts, i'd like to volunteer with my family. i want to use my knowledge of design and create clothing that is cheap to produce and simple to ship so i can give it away for free on xmas. i want to join forces with places like target and ikea so i can help people out who aren't doing so well. but trust me, we'll make time for opening gifts even if it's the day after xmas.
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| boyfriends can be such a pain in the ass, and not in the way you may be thinking it.
it's more or less my fault i find it irritating. i care about my manny so much, and i want to tell him, but i don't want to wear it out.
he's not the most affectionate boy in the world, but i'm glad he's not a cheese ball. that would completely bother me. when he says sweet things, it makes me feel so happy because i know its genuine.
do you get this? i feel like i'm just saying nothing of content.
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| i'm becoming a little bit irritated by the fact that i'm slowly becoming more empathetic. apparently if i start caring about other people too much, i get selfish about how i feel.
for example, at the gas station the other day, a very sad looking man walked out of the building and to his car. he seemed so depressed, but especially lonely, and i hoped he had someone to go home to. when this happens, although for a short period of time, i worry quite intensely, and it physically hurts my heart. you know that feeling?
i don't like it, but at the same time, i wish that everyone would have such empathy because if we all did, the world would function so differently.
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| i have figured out what my friends are getting for their birthday gift.
it is this..
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